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MAY 6, I90S.
FOURTH PAGE
THE SURRY SOUTH
The Scarlet Bat,
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Fergus Hume, Author of
"The Mystery of « Hansom Cob,
‘The Golden Idol,- Etc
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A. Tale of Intrigue, f
Love and Mystery in f
the Metropolis of the |
\ World / .* |
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SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING CHAP
TERS: A disturbance occurs in a thea
ter bar between (Lancaster, a journal 1st.,
and a man named Sta-rth, who, for an of
fensive remark, is knocked down. Roth
are regarded as being in »ove with Miss
Berry, premiere in the new musical com
edy, and Miss Berry's uncle it is—a man
with a bad reputation, acquired abroad—
who sees Starth safely Into a cab. Lan
caster, who is not. however, following
at Miss Berry's heels, is free to give his
attention to one of the faces in the boxes,
which turns out to be that of Starth's
aister. As he leaves the theater a stran
ger, claiming the faculty to read the fu
ture In hands and faces, warns Lancaster
that If he meets again the man with
whom he has quarreled one of them
xpust die. Starth writes asking Lancas
ter to call that Starth may apologize, and
Lancaster, after duly arming himself
with a revolver, goes. . The tea whlc.i
the host offers contains opium, and Lan
caster loses consciousness. Awaking in
the dark he stumbles over what proves
to be Starth's dead body. His own re
volver is missing. In a flash be sees
how circumstantial evidence is against
him, and dazed and bewildered he passes
out into tlio street. Ho goes to Jarman,
•. friend living in Essex, who provides
him with a disguise and shelters him as
private secretary. Jarman is in love
with Miss Starth. who lives near by. and
they call on the iady. She has. however,
answered the summons to town, and tney
learn from her companion that Berry had
offered a £200 reward for the murdeier.
Jarman credits Berry with being at the
bottom of the whole affair, as he puts it
In a singular phrase—"because of the
ecarlet bat." At the inquest Berry says
that the knife wound had been made by
a bowie. Miss Berry that both men had
proposed to her; an d as the revolver
was in the firegrate the verdict goes
against Lancaster. To Jarman, Lancas
ter denies Miss Berry's statement. He
never told her, as she said, that the re
volver had belonged lo his father, thougn
It had. Jarman is reminded of a simi
lar case at ’Fiasco, where a man was
shot and stabbed, whose wife had pre
viously hinted to Jarman that she would
take It as a kindness if ihe would mur
der him for her. Miss Starth brings
home a note thrust into her hand at the
Inquest, saying. “Frank. Innocent, a ani-
aroo." The last word was the bust ut
tered by the man who was shot at San
Francisco. Miss Starth promises to mar
ry Jarman when he discovers the mur
derer. though her mind turns to Lancas
ter. whom she had seen in the theater
stalls. She refuses a man named Dar
rel. who replies that she shall marry
h)m. Jarman goes to see Miss Berry, and
finds her the wife of the man who was
tnurdered at San Francisco.
CHAPTER IX.
THE OLD ROMANCE.
RS. ANCHOR, a*as Miss
Fanny Berry, was a pret
ty little creature even
when the searching morn
ing sunlight was full on
her face. She had no ab
solute need of paint and
powder to make her at
tractive. In a teagown ol
delicate blue, with a head
of fluffy golden ,halr, and
a piquant face, she look
ed—as the saying is—as
pretty as a picture.
Jarman eyed her sternly, and wondered
how he could ever have loved a woman
possessed of such obvious meretricious
charms. Her mouth was hard, and there
was an unpleasant glitter in her blue
eyes which did not bode well for Eustace.
After her failure in San Francisco the
lady was intensely suspicious! of Jarman,
deeming him too scrupulous. Eustace
saw the inquiring light in her eyes, and,
having his own game to play, he pre
tended to forget the past, and to be
overjoyed at the meeting. Now that he
knew who Fairy Fan was. he felt quite
certain that Captain Berry would answer
readily to the name of Sakers, and hoped
to see him before the termination of the
•interview. Meanwhile, to abate the sus
picions of the little lady, he made him
self agreeable. And Eustace could be
extremely pleasant when it suited his
book.
"Mrs. Anchor,” he said, advancing
with outstretched hands, "this is a sur
prise."
“An agreeable one, I hope?" replied
the lady with an artillcial laugh, but
‘‘And I know how he loved you,” said
Eustace, pointedly.
“What about yourself?" she responded
flippantly.
“I never lost the right of calling my
self your husband’s friend.”
“No,” she taunted, “you hadn’t the
pluck to do that. You pretended to love
me, yet when I would have given you
myself and a fortunte you drew back.”
“The price was too high. And you got
someone else to put him out of the
way.”
Fairy Fan rose indignantly. “I never
did!” she declared, vehemently. “I was
in Chicago at the time. When Anchor's
conduct became unbearable I went with
my uncle to that city. It was there
that we (heard of his death.”
“Shot and stabbed, wasn’t he?"
“Yes. But not by me—not by my uncle,
although he was angry at the way in
which I had been treated. I left Anchor
and intended to get a divorce—but cir
cumstances made me his widow.”
“Did it make you a rich woman also?"
asked Eustace, remembering the last In
terview he had with her.
“No,” she said quietly. "You never
gave me time to tell you about the
money. Anchor speculated, and lost all
his money. However, he knew, through
some Indian, of a treasure—a Spanish
treasure which was buried in a certain
place. I wanted him to tell me the
secret, but he would not. When he died
he took tlhe secret along with him. T
am as poor now as I was then, and I
shouldn’t be acting at the Piccadilly the
ater If I wasn’t.
“Was the death of your husband nec
essary to your learning the secret?" de
manded Jarman, quickly.
Fairy Fan arranged herself on the sofa
and took out a case, which she opened.
“It wasn’t,” she said, blandly, selecting
a cigarette. “But I feared I wouldn’t
get a divorce, and so I wished him out
of the way. You w r ere too scrupulous,
although all you liad to do was to pick
a quarrel with him. You were a better
shot than he was.”
“I don’t commit murder even for love,
Mrs. Anchor.”
“Berry, If you please. Love!” she re
peated, lighting the cigarette. "You
don’t know the meaning of the word.
Had you really and truly loved me you
would have rid me of the man who struck
me.”
“Did he strike you?”
“I was beaten black and blue. I told
you so,” she retorted. “Would any wom-
“They did, and I refused both of them, j Fan frowned. But they both laughed i»-
Niee boys, but a couple of paupers. If I
marry again. I marry money, but why
do you use the word ‘supposed?’ Frank
Lancaster murdered Starth, sure enough."
“So the jury say, but—”
“And so I say. I know exactly how it
happened. Starth thought that I was
going to marry Lancaster, and they had
a row. Then Frank, who always carried
a revolver, shot him.”
“And knifed him afterwards like your
friends Lo Keong, did Anchor."
“That was strange,” admitted Fan,
thoughtfully. ‘‘I don’t think such a nice
boy is Frank would do such so brutal
a thing; and it’s odd that my husband
should have beon treated In the same
way.”
“A coincidence, I suppose,” said Eus-
itace, indifferently, knowing [thait Fan
was watching him closely. ‘‘What’s be
come of Lancaster?”
‘‘I don’t know. I wish I did. He should
hang.”
‘‘I thought you liked him as a nice the Shanty. The experiment was too
dulgently.
“It isn't Balkis," said Berry, ‘‘but a
marine officer I’m seeing in connection
with Lancaster. He's left the country,
and I think I know the ship he’s skipped
by."
“That's clever of you," said Jarman,
rising to take his leave. “If y° u catch
him, captain, you'll do more than the
police.”
“Huh!" scoffed Berry. “Your police ar»
fools. Most people in this old country
are. I can squash the lot of them. Lan
caster, too, you bet!"
Eustace laughed when on his way home.
He was pretty certain that, having al
ready made a false start about Lancaster,
Berry would not squash him. Jarman
hoped to gather a great deal from Natty's
prattle.
CHAPPTER X. •
A QUEER MARK.
heard that Denham was coming down to
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she replied; “but X liked
boy.”
“So I did,’
Starth better.”
“Oh!” Jarman found it difficult to be
lieve this. She eyed him suspiciously, and
he would have explained himself further,
but that Banjo Berry, followed by a
young man, entered the room.
“Unde,” said Fan, rising and anticipat
ing Eustace, “who do you think Leonard
Grant, who wants to do the sketch, is?”
“Well, this Is Very curious,” said Ber
ry. shaking Eustaco by the hand In the
warmest and most friendly way. “Jar
man, of ’Frisco."
“That’s me,” responded Eustace. “How
are you, Sakers?”
Berry winked. “Don’t need that name
now, • said he. “There's no chance of my
getting run in for piling up that old
schooner at Samoa. I'm Banjo Berry
now. M’own name, and It's a hummer in
the South seas!”
“I’ve begn explaining all that to him,”
said Fan, impatiently. "I say, Mr. Jar
man ’’-^Eustace observed the punctilious
ness—"do you know this boy. Natty Den
ham?”
The boy, so-called, was a callow young
gentleman of 25, dark haired and brown
complexioned. He had a pleasant smile,
but rather a vacant expression, and in
Jarman’s mind was sized up, not exactly
as a fool, but as a youth of rather weak
an put up witli that treatment? I hated intellect. He thrust forward a slim hand,
the man!’ She clenched her small fist, an( j ,g. avo Eustace a nerveless handshake.
risky, as there was every chance that
the man would recognize him, in which
case he would at once put the revengeful
Berry on the scent. But Jarman did not
look at the matter in this light, and ex
plained himself after sundry questions.
“Have you met Denham often?" he
asked.
"Yes. He was always dodging round
the Berry establishment.”
“I thought he lived with them?"
"No, he has diggings some way off.
Berry, so he told me, is a kind of guar
dian to him.”
"Does a man require a guardian at the
age of twenty-three?'’
"Denham's 25. He's almost the same
ago as I am, although I look older,”
said Lancaster; “and 1 should think, see
ing what a fool he ft, that he will re
quire a guardian all his life.”
“Then you think he’s more fool than
knave?” asked Eustace, ruminating.
Frank nodded emphatically. “I don't
think he's a rascal at all, whatever the
captain may be. Denham’s just a silly,
good-nat' red ass, who would give his
head at. ay. He 1ms a weak will, and is
quite under the thumb of Berry.”
“Did you frarternize with Denham?”
“No. His cackle got on my nerves. But
he knows me well enough to spot me
should I betray myself.”
“Then you must not betray yourseif,’
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searching; his face keenly.
and her face grew angry. “I would have
killed him myself had I been able.”
“Perhaps, as you didn't, you got some
one else to—”
“How dare you say that, Eustace!"
Jarman winced as she called him by
the old name. “I tell you I knew noth
ing of the matter. If you have come
here to denounce me for the murder of
my husband, you have wasted your time.
There is no evidence which can connect
me with that crime, or my uncle, either.
We are quite at our ease—quite!"
“I never thought of doing such a
thing.” said Jarman, dryly. “My coming
here is a pure accident. I live in Essex
and rarely come to town. I had not
the slightest idea of your identity. It
was simply and solely to write you a
sketch and make money that I came.”
“Why did you write under a false
name?”
“Bah! You under stand well enough. I
am known as Leonard Grant in this line,
as I'm not proud of the occupation of
writing thee-' driveling tl< :s. You—so
far as I knew—were a stranger to me. I
wrote to you under the name I was best
known by, to do the sketch. Fan—”
“Don't call me Fan!” sho said, petu
lantly.
“Well, I treated you so badly that I
don't deserve much at your hands, my
dear.” he said, with feigned penitence,
"but for the sake of old times let me call
you by the old name."
‘‘My uncle will not like it. He will
be here soon, and should he hear you
call me by so intimate a name he will
be angry. He Is very, very particular.”
Jarman privately thought that an ex-
slilpper, who had east away a schooner
and had to change his name for that
“Very agreeable. 1 have often thought | reason, had n0 need t0 b ? 30 scrupulous.
you Mrs Anchor.’’ i But he did not believe In the relation-
Womanlike her thoughts reverted to j ship. and suspected that Fairy Fan was
his love, and she strove to see if she telling glib lies. However, it suited him
jet had him In her toils. But Eustace
did not flush, and the calm expression
of life face baffled the reading of his
thoughts. A puzzled loffk. which meant,
“I-wonder-why-you-called!” crept into
to accept the story she set forth, and
ho swallowed the scrupulous Captain
Banjo Berry along with other fiction.
“I’ll call you Miss Berry when he
comes, but till then—•” He looked im-
"Iiow do you do?” ihe said, talking very
fast. '“I never met you In ’Frisco, but I
saw 'you. often. I’m Chicago m’self, and
eftme 'to this old-<oimtry along with the
Captain and Migs Berry.”
“You never met in ’Frisco?” asked Fan,
addressing Jarman.
“No. I heard you talk of Mr. Den
ham, though.”
It seemed to Eustace that both Fan
and her uncle were rather relieved by this
admission, and he wondered what con
nection this fool could have with_ the
game the two were playing. He fancied
tnat Denliam was the pigeon, and Berry
ft Co. the hawks. It a?so struck him
that If he couid get Natty to himself
he might find out something, always sup
posing that the young fellow knew any
thing- Later on. after a desultory and
friendly consultation. Natty gave him an
opening.
“I say," said he. **you live down In Es-
*ex ?”
“Yes. At Wargrove.”
Natty nodded to Fan and to the Cap
tain "J knew,” he said- “Can't un
derstand how it slipped my memory."
“What slipped your memory, Bub?"
asked Berry, sharply.
“Why, that he”—he nodded towards
Eustace—“was in Essex. When Starth
took me down to see that pretty sister
of his, he said something about Jar
man I remember now.”
“Why didn’t vou ftdl me. Natty.” said
Fan. In so cooing a voice that Eustace
guessed she was thoroughly angry.
“I forgot. Can’t remember anything,"
rattled on the youth. “I say”—suddenly
turning to Bustao*—'‘‘awful about poor
Sttrrth. Eh?”
“Oh, give It a rest,” cried Berry,
savagely. “You’ve done nothing but jaw
of that since it happened. Jarman, wasn t
it you who introduced him to Lancaster?
t\iite so. H’m! I guess Lancaster’s an
almighty friend of yours. Eh?"
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Well, he was,” drawled Jarman, see-
. Ing that his reply was awaited with much
her expressive eyes, but beyond this she j ploringiy. i interest' "but now ” Eustace shrugged
governed her feelings excellently. But j She gave him a coquettish smile. Very ^ shoulders. “I don’t much care to con-
Eustaee had interpreted the look, and to well, till then, Eustace. .. .. . I sort with criminals.’’
“Right, sir. You don’t happen to know
where he’s skipped to?”
“Certainly not. He legged it sharp to
even
guise."
“Denham may twig me by my voice.”
“I don't think from what I saw of him
that he is so observant. Besides, I can
give you something to roughen your
voice. You can say you have a cold.”
Frank stared at his friend. “You seem
to he up to all the tricks.”
Jarman nodded. “I thought of being a
detective myself once, and I did prac
tice for a time. I have all the materials
for disguise here. I told you so when
I made you up as Desmond O’Neil. I
can get into the skin of a character with
ease, and that’s what you have to do.
You are not Frank Lancaster remember,
but Desmond O’Xeil, from County
Kerry.”
“But, I say, Eustace, why do you want
Denham down here””
“Well, I want hiflt to report to the
"Berry lot that there is no concealment
about me. They may suspect that I
know something of your whereabouts,
and I don’t -want either one to drop down
upon me. Denham is a fool, and what
he sees he will report to them in his art.
less fashion. Consequently, Berry and
Fan will trust me. I want to pot in with
them and learn what they are up to.”
"Do you think Denham can tell you?”
“No,” said Eustace, promptly, “I don’t.
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Miss Cork nodded. "I’m a married
Whatever the game is, that boy is in the j woman,” she said softly, “but my hus-
dark. He has much too loose a tongue
for 'Berry to trust him with his secrets."
“But what's Berry bothering about him
for?"
“That’s what I want to find out. Den-
him may know something. For instance,
he mentioned the name of Balkis. as I
told you.”
‘‘■What’s the use of that?” asked Frank,
gloomily.
“This much. Starth had her portrait.
band left me to starve—with the child,
and—and—”
“And tho child died?"
“No!” sho burst out, fiercely. “The
child was stolen.”
“By whom?”
Miss Cork stopped, and her fingers
worked convulsively, as though they were
clutching at a throat. “I wish I knew—
1 wish I knew!” she said, savagely, and
rearrange their friendship hastened to
*x plain.
“I did not see you at the theater," he
eaid, easily, taking a chair, “so it never
■truck me that Fairy Fan, who was de
lighting the British public, was the same
as Mrs. Anchor of San Francisco.”
“Nor is she," replied the little woman,
■eating herself on the sofa. “After the
«iad death of my husband, I took my
maiden name again."
“Miss Berry?" inquired Eustace.
"Fanny Berry.” she replied, nodding.
**I am over here with my uncle. She
glanced uneasily at the door, thinking
he might' come in. “His name is Banjo
Berry. He is a merchant captain, but
In ’Frisco you knew him as Edward
Sakers.”
“Oh! I thought——”
“I know you did,” she interrupted.
Jarman knew perfectly well that she ,
was calculating to make use of him. !
and wished her to think so. Should she
accept him as a colleague in the swindle 1 „
which sho and her so-called uncle were j ® : the po ice.
perpetrating, he might more easily pene- i eSl f P , .
secret o, Su.nl.-. nurdjr. Cs’SU’SS
Then tell me. Fan, was it ever dtscov- man jynuiiw,
said Berry,
ered who killed Anchor?”
“How you harp on that, Eustace! Yes,
an old partner of liis, whom he cheated
in coilnection with a mining claim, shot
him.”
“And who thrust the knife into his
heart?"
"A Chinaman. He found tho body, or
rather, he found Anchor dying, and in
tended to rob lii.ni When Anchor open
ed his eyes and tried to sing out foi
ttie police Lo Keong knifed him. The
Chinaman has been hanged, but the man
petulantly, “and so did everyone else, i who fired the shot got away. And now
ftut he is my relative, and nothing more
©wing to -some trouble connected with
<he casting away of a fruit schooner on
a. .South Sea reef, he was obliged to call
(jlmself Sakers. As I told you, my hus
band’s behavior became so impossible
that I had to leave.”
“You never to].] me that,” said Jar
man, serenely: “hut at our last inter
view you hinted that I might fight An
chor with revolvers.”
“I don’t deny it. The man treated me
■hamefully. I was a good wife to him."
(Miss Berry—as it is best to call her—
squeezed out a tear. “But lie—he—well,
what's the use of going over the old
pround. You know how jealous he was.”
don’t let’s talk any more about the mat
ter; it gives me the horrors. I’m doing
very well here, and I hope to make a
lot of money. Then I shall retire.”
“And marry again?"
Fairy Fan shot a second provocative
glance. “Perhaps," she said.
“H’m!” Jarman resolved to startle her.
“So Walter Starth was not to your
taste?”
He woefully .failed to bring about the
desired resiftl'. Fan was too old a hand
to be startled. “You've been reading
the papers?” she said.
Jarman nodded. “I saw fihat both
Starth and the man who is supposed to
have killed him loved you.”
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Jarman laughed. “Yet Starth wasn’t a
lovalVlc man,” he said.
“Oh, there was no end of good in him
when you got at It,” replied the little
skipper, solemnly. “Besides, wo had a
scheme on to make money.
“What sort of a scheme?”
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now, and the scheme’s up a tree.”
“I suppose Miss Starth’s cut up?” said
Denham to Eustace.
“Naturally. Her only brother."
“I guess she needs a heap of consola
tion," went on the young man artlessly.
“It's just In my mind to go down and
see her.”
Jarman was not at all pleased at this
proposition, and was inclined to rejtlly in
the negative. But a bright thought struck
bim—a very daring thought of the nature
of a bluff. Denham was a fool, and not
at all observant. It might be that If he
came down and saw Mr. Desmond O’Niel
he might be able to dispel any suspicions
which might afterwards take shape, in
the minds of Fan and her un-cle. With
this Idea he gave Natty an Invitation.
“Come and stop with me.” he said, cor
dially. “There is no one with me but rav
secretary, an Irish chap called O’iNieL
You’d get on well with him.”
Natty seemed inclined to accept, but
looked at Berry for Instructions.
The skipper nodded. “Go by afll means
and have a good time.”
“You never ask me,” said Fan, re
proachfully, to her old lover.
“I’m afraid a bachelor establishment 1,
not quite a paradise to ladles,” said
Eustace, laughing; “but If you will spend
the day I'll he very pleased. When will
you come down ? ‘ he asked Denhstn.
Berry answered. “He can come on Sat-
urday.” said he, “as I’m going tomorrow
to see an old friend for a couple of days
I’ll be back In the morning—Saturday
morning, that Is. I don’t want Flan to
be left.”
“Is It Balkis you’re going to see?" ask.
ed Denham.
Jarman nearly uttered an exclamation
of surprise, for Balkis was the name of
the negress in the portrait which Lan
caster had seen in Starth’s rooms. Berry
didn’t oe*m pleased at Natty’, ftQoccb, amjQthe name brings sad memories to you?”
and Berry is in touch with her. I want 1 the expression of her lean face surprised
to learn why Berry calls at an opium shop Jarman, who had always considered her
at the docks. He’s going there, I’m sure, i an apathetic woman. Perhaps his looks
to see Balkis.” j warned her that sue was betraying too
The two were standing by the window I much of her unknown past, for she pull-
chattirag In this way. As Eustace re- I ed herself up with a faint titter,
peated the name of Balkis there sounded ■ “I’m a Billericay woman myself, she
a low mojin. which made the speakers j began, when Jarman cut her short,
turn. Mias Cork, with the tablecloth over ! “That's nonsense'.’’ he said, sternly,
her arm, stood at the open door, her thin I “You know you are not.”
face as white as the linen she bore. Ap- I “I've said ail I have to say,” said Miss
parently she had entered silently, as was ! Cork, quite irrelevantly, “and if you
her wont, to lay the table for luncheon,
and had overheard the name. Like a
statue she stood, her vacant eyes fixed
on Jarman.
“What's tho matter" he asked.
“What about Balkis? Do you know the
name?"
"Balkis!" said Miss Cork again. Then
she threw down the cloth and ran back to
the kitchen. Eustace followed and found
■her moaning in a chair. Rather brutally
he shook her.
“What's all this?” he asked.
iMiss Cork went on moaning. “I had a
child ” she began, then shut up; and
not another word could he get out of her.
After many fruitless Inquiries Eustaco
returned to the sitting room to explain.
“I told you T didn’t trust her,” said
Frank, whose fears took shape at once.
“She Is a silent, secretive women. I am
sure sh'e will get me Into trouble. Why
should she know tnat name?”
“I can’t say. And now she talks of
some child—ber own.” she says. But
you needn’t he afraid, Frank, she’s as
true ns steel.”
“I don't trust her.” said Frank, dog
gedly. “Where you pick her up?"
Jarman, driven into a corner, replied
reluctantly: “In a London court.”
“A police court?” Inquired Lancaster;
then, when he received a nod, went on:
“Then she's dangerous. What do you
know of her past?”
“Nothing. She never speaks of It. The
poor wretch was taken up for vagrancy,
and afterwards was handed over to the
missionary. I knew the chap, and he
told me what a capital cook the woman
was and liow she needed a good home
to put her right. She came to me as
Miss Cork, and 1 have had no reason to
regret having played the part of a good
Samaritan. But it’s strange that the
name of Balkis should upset her."
“Won’t she explain?”
“No. She is a very obstinate woman
when the fit takes her..”
But the fit apparently did not seal Miss
Cork’s mouth on this occasion. A solid
knock at the door told of her return,
and she presented herself quietly. Pick
ing up the cloth she proceeded to lay
the table, and without looking at the men
proceeded to excuplate herself.
“I ask your pardon,” she said, in her
whispering voice, “I ask your pardon,
Mr. Jarman, and yours, sir, but the name
Balkis—” Here she stopped, and laid
her hand on her heart. “I had a child
of that name.”
“Ah!” said Jarman, sympathetically,
while Frank still looked suspicious. “And
aren't pleased, Mr. Jarman, I 11 go.
"1 don't want you to go, and I ask you
nothing,” he replied.
“My child was called Balkis,” went on
Miss Cork, “and she was stolen five years
ago. I’ve been looking lor her ever
since. Sho will bo seventeen year old
by now, and I lost her five years ago
yes, five years ago,” she kept on repeat
ing. “I’ve been looking for her ever
since.”
“A strange name Balkis?” said Jar
man, watching her.
“My husband was in the east. It came
from tho East, that name. 1 m a Billei i-
cay woman myself, and She giggled,
then shook her head, and withdrew
swiftly.
The two men looked at one another.
“She’s quite mad and harmless," said
Kustace.
“Quite mad, and dangerous," replied
Frank. “I don't trust her.
Confirmed in this opinion by the strange
demeanor of Miss Cork, he watched her
closely. She muttered to herself fre
quently, and kept counting on her fin
gers Sometimes she would utter the
name of Balkis and laugh. Her laughter
was not pleasant.
Denham duly arrived and speedily made
himself at home. Thanks to some herbal
decoction given to him by Eustace, Lan
caster welcomed the visitor In a hoarse
voice—a regular nestling's note Natty did
not recognize in Mr. O'Neil, the dark sec
retary, the fair-haired Frank Lancaster.
By this time Frank, introduced by Mrs.
Perth, ha^l made the acquaintance of his
divinity. She likewise never suspected
any disguise, and was quite at her ease
with the new secretary. Frank’s heart
beat hard when she offered him her
hand, and he could hardly see her face
for a mist before his eyes. Now that
he heard her voice, and saw her gra
cious manner, he fell more in love with
her than ever. It was a strange feeling,
and one that he had not experienced in
his wooing of Fairy Fan. But, from
the misery he suffered, there was no
doubt that it was the genuine passion,
and no counterfeit.
Mildred was very amiable to him, and
they were together a great deal. Mrs.
Perth had taken a fancy to Frank,
whose manners she pronounced perfect,
and talked much to him. She even dis
cussed the death of Walter Starth, and
the probability of Lancaster being the
assassin. But by this time Frank had
schooled himself into hearing the case
talked of, without moving so much as
tut eyelid. In a couple of weeks he be-1
eamo quite an accepted fact in the life
of Rose Cottage, and, indeed, of the vil
lage. Even Mrs. Baker had ceased to
asked him questions. Several letters ad
dressed to Desmond O’Neil, with the
Dublin post mark, had arrived, so Mrs-
Baker was quite satisfied that he came
from the country whence she procured
her butter.
Ono afternoon Frank, now quite at his
ease in his disguise, strolled over to the
cottage to ask for afternoon tea. He
brought a book of poems in his pocket,
for Mildred was fond of hearing him
read. Frank could read admirably,
which is a rare accomplishment, and
often ho would declaim poems to Mrs.
Perth and Mildred. But on this occasion
there was no chance of enjoying Brown
ing, for Jenny Arrow from the Rectory
was present. She was a kittenish dam
sel of eighteen, with a freckled face, a
turn-up nose and a gay, vivacious man
ner. Also she had vein of romance, and
cherished an unreqgiteed affection for
tiio dark secretary. She confided this
to Mildred.
“Doesn’t he look a romance, dear?”
said Jenny, when, from the drawing
room window, she saw Frank approach.
“Don't you love him, Milly?”
Mildred laughed. “I have quite enough
of love,” she said. “That Denham boy
worries my life out. Then there’s your
brother Billy."
“Oh, Billy's an ass!" said Jenny con-
tecmptuously. “He falls in love’ with
everyone he sees. I suppose you will
marry Mr. Darrel?"
“Certaintly not,” said Mildred, quickly.
W hat put such an idea into your head
Jenny?"
The young lady nodded sagaciously.
“Oh, I know.” said she; “it's not to see
poor pa that Mr. Darrel comes down
here. Ma saw that. Ma says he's in
love with you, and, being rich, you're
sure to marry him.”
“I should never marry for money Jen
ny," said Mildred, thinking of Eustace
Mr. Darrel will never call me his wife. ”
“Oh, but he’s so very rich.”
“Then marry him yourself."
“I would rather marry Mr. O’Neil "
Mildred acknowledged this with a sigh
and welcomed O’Neil with a blush, which
he marked and wondered at. “Where is
Mr. Jarman?” she asked.
“He has gone bathing with Billy and
Denham,” said Frank, standing outside
and looking in at the window. “I have
done my work, and came to ibe re
warded.”
“With what—cakes and e
Jenny, languishing.
“Their modern equivalent in the shape
of afternoon tea.” 1
^ L tV»T have U outsido on the lawn.
Oh, Mildred, do!”
Miss Starth assented. "Mrs. Perth Is
Mng down,” she said, “and as the room
is rather hot, we may as well have a
picnic on the lawn.’*
Forthwith she ordered the tea which
was brought out by the one servant of
the establishment. But Jenny had to
lay the cloth, and Frank IZ fold to
place a table under the noble elm. in
^ ln ^ teS they were a, l seated. Mil
dred and Frank In chairs, and Jenny ly
ine arrao.fifniixr , _ wi y
amongst
“My dear
asked
ing gracefully on the lawn ^y now
s^rJary who'f 0 *^ UP adorln « 1 y at the
^ t00k no notice. But Mil-
suS 2eVg n 0f^ruX 8 n b t e hT e H that *
» h!v« EStlS?
m"D™S„“ nV '""‘ Uon -
town. “Billy will h W3S returnin 8 to vu nearest
sow. He’s awfully fond oTJ. Denha^i F ' ' V ‘ GREBXE ‘
The adventures that man’s hud in Amt
lea are extraordinary.”
“He comes from America, doesn't he""
asked Mildred, idly.
Jenny nodded. “And Billy says he *
been a sailor, he thinks.”
“He doesn’t look much like a sailor.
said Frank, contemptuously. "He i: «
been wrapped up in cotton wool all
life.”
Oh, no, he hasn't indeed." said Ml-'
Arrow, eagerly. “He has lived in Mex-
if°. and amongst the Indians not t
Red Indians you know, but
those Cortez found."
"The Aztecs,” said Mildred,
girl, there are none left."
' 01 V yes > there are; Mr. Denham s a <
. Billy calls him Natty, because thn: '
his name, and he and Billy are goin
Mdden ^sure. There's *
It In Mexico.**
readi ”S roman:.
said Frank, disbellevingly.
"No,” insisted Jennv. “he's had
fu!M S ', 0f adventuros - Why. when he
Indians " Carrled of£ «»*•
* Ht) w do you know?"
tatt °°« d «”
aS’" k J at l UP , suddenly - “On the left
"Witv, h asked - “With what?”
" ffn a scarlet h-it
thing. Billy says - ^ ^ «™”at-
bacTfn wT°chaR y m ° Ved> had fa "° n
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
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climate ls changing UP herC that ym,T
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changing. ’ ® Ur climate is always
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solo, “I intend to eo reec h. after her
musical education " abroad to finish my
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